This is a myspace message to a friend from college... he's crazy, and wrote a crazy long thing to me... so i felt like this would be an appropriate response... take with a grain of salt ;-)
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micheal michael michael...
what you wrote had such a fantastick effect... It reminded me of you... :)
I think we're all in flux all the time... so the questions, anticipations, frustrations and analyzations are all very valid and totally scrumptious.
I think that the youngens of the world need you... the thought of you teaching feels very natural. the cognition of music as a graduate study, eh? I feel like if you can figure that out, there's probably a whole lot more to learn from it... you know? like how people conceive abstractions within their minds and why people like pork rines...
(and why people write uninentended rhymes)
Congrats on the lady (I'm a little jealous, but only because i cant seem to find me a man...and that man will never be you.)
my life:
its fine too... i never feel like anything special is going on... i dont know why, it could be because i'm constantly seeing 'special' happen at work, or on the street, or anywhere but close to home... but then again, i dont really know what special is because i never set forth any kind of expectation... so bad stuff doesnt disappoint so strongly, and great stuff is nice, but not surprising... I feel like if i keep the extremes within a close proxmity of perceivable possibility, i can handle anything that comes along without getting completely thrown off my (awesome vintage southern plantation style wicker) rocker. (or anything that starts with P)
1. goodness, what to write from here?
2. I'm currently sitting at my desk in the corporate head quaters of Sirius Satellite Radio Inc. on the 36th floor of the McGraw Hill Building of Rockefeller Center at 49th St. and 6th Ave in the center of midtown Manhattan. I just finished a carrot raisin nutty diabetic coma of a muffin from the place with green straws... *sigh* i cant get away from them...
3. I'm typing on a cheap ass kensington keyboard because my company has yet to figure out that buying better stuff less often is less expensive in the long run...
4. I constantly think my phone is ringing... or vibrating...
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6. If they dont come around, I'm going to head off to grad school too... McGill for Sound and Recording Technology... their program is ridiculous. If I dont get in, I'm probably going to go watch tower crazy and shoot the shit out of everthing... (something has to happen, something big, something major, and something that no one could ever expect from me... dammit)
7. I'm a big homo... shit. I sure am. Although, while most would think that this is the place to be for that... people dont realize that regardless of the density, they're no different from anywhere else... painfully annoying, snotty, faminine, weak, and ultimately disgraceful... not realizing that anytime anyone realizes their minority, they paint a shitty picture for the rest of us... and are so unattractive! Within all this, I sing in a gay men's chorus... The Gay Gotham Chorus (dont worry, we're changing the name). Its ok... I'm on the board, so I see the ugly stuff. We sing decent music, and Jon Babcock conducts, so its enjoyable. I just auditioned for a different chorus as well, the C4 Ensemble... its SATB, and a collective for composers of choral music... so, i think it'll be cool if I get in.
8. I have more friends than I can handle. Its a great problem to have, but still a problem... friends from the chorus, friends from work, friends from high school, friends from college, friends through co-workers, friends through the fraternity, etc etc... So its a lot sometimes to keep them all happy... Its busy, and I love the sociability.. at the same time I keep thinking that instead of being social, I could be advancing my career in audio interning somewhere... but then I'd lose a lot of friends... so its tough.
9. My family is going strong... I'm an uncle now... Lucas Raymond Arsenault is his name, and totally the cutest thing :-) This is the kid that made everyone great, grand, or whatever... the first of the new generation. His dad is cool, he's really interested in recording and stuff, so we chat... My parents just moved from Charlotte, NC to Greensboro, SC for my dad's job (promotion! awesome!) so they're enjoying the prospects of settling into a new place... I'm going down there for Thanksgiving... looking forward to it.
10. I live in Harlem... west 137th St. I live among poor dominican people in a crappy apartment owned by a giant company (Extell) that doesnt give a shit about the building or anyone who lives in it... I feel like karma's gonna be a real bitch on those people... but alas, my roommate (Nora Camp, a good friend and former classmate at Hartt) and I have made it into something descent I guess... paint and whatever... its alright... and most important, its cheap (575 each per month).
11. I'm doing a lot with music... mixing a record for a friend... Its gonna be awesome when its done... its like, creative piano driven pop/rock. Really cool songs... so thats fun. I've also just started working with Joey Battaglia. He's a rap artist/lyricist so, I'm going to make a bunch of beats for him and we're going to compile an album. (the second of a series, one on each deadly sin) And, I'm always fooling around with loops and sounds and synthesis and stuff... thats the fun stuff for me... while my career is going to be more technical... my analytical ears pay my rent, not my creativity...
12. I'm faced with a little predicament... (and it seems relatively frequent in my life.) (I just took odd awareness of my feet... and its distracting... weird... kind of like thinking about how to tie your shoes and then not being able to because its been so engrossed in muscle memory that the action is subconscious)
Ok, so this predicament... I'm pretty much in love with a straight guy. He's been a close friend of mine for years and he loves me very much... and tells me so... and I keep feeling like their's something there... that he could feel for me what I feel for him... its damaging because he's 'straight' has a girlfriend and all that... but he's so a-typical from your average straight... very little interest in sports... listens to broadway pretty exclusively... i dunno... everyone around him assumes he's gay... *sigh* I dont know how to get over him... he consumes my thoughts...
... seriously... its ridiculous.
What are your thoughts on this idea?
I ramble on and on and on... :-) you love it.
love it, ok? I dont do this for everyone... its as close to stream of consciousness (sp) as I get. ;-)
My boss's wife had a child like, two weeks ago... and yet still has time to make a variety of heart shaped brownies to send with her husband to give his department... yummy... but seriously... someone should bake HER brownies... (notice the someone, not the me ;-)
I think I've been writing for about 40 minutes now... maybe less... but its a lot regardless.... and a long ass message... faster to read than type tho... so get through it! ;-)
My future goals, just to reiterate, and also enable some awareness... so if you hear of this exact situation somewhere you can say, "hey! I know a guy who'd be PERFECT for that!" haha
I want to run a mastering studio. I want to the be the guy that half the music industry goes to to make their records sound amazing... I also want to own a house in westchester and drive a hybrid car around... (I really really miss not having the freedom of a vehicle) so if all of this finds itself in a consise classified ad somewhere... let me know ;-)
Where do you see yourself in 10 years? Tell me more about the lady... what does she do?
any funny stories from school?
thanks for the opp to type atcha... I havent done this in a long long time...
This... a lot of things... and this... makes me happy :)
Yours,
Jim